The boat drifted with the rolling waves.
With no one else on deck, the White-Haired Immortal no longer needed to pose as an ancestor. She sat on the second-floor windowsill with her legs dangling, holding her newly purchased Records of Immortal Xia and Strange Tales and reading it together with Coal Ball. Come to think of it, it was rather Wakaka~.
After all, with a book of miscellaneous tales, she could enjoy reading it once, then Xiao Biao could enjoy it all over again from the beginning after she forgot it. Wasn't that double the happiness?
And there was clearly more than one person aboard enjoying double the happiness.
In a room toward the back, several women chatted around a lamp late into the night, with drinks and snacks spread across the table.
As their male model, Xie Jinhuan sat beside the table holding a pipa, singing for his patrons. "We drew our boats close and invited her to meet~ replenished the wine, turned up the lamp, and began the feast anew-"
Empress Dowager Guo and Ye Yunchi gazed at his cool, stern face beneath the dim yellow lamplight. Listening to his clear, bright singing, they suddenly understood a little of why wastrel young masters loved visiting pleasure houses to hear songs.
With beauties and fine wine for company, sights and sounds that delighted the senses, and the chance to cop a feel whenever the mood struck, who wouldn't love such a life-
Zhao Ling and Bu Yuehua, seeing how devastatingly seductive their lover looked, were nowhere near as restrained as the Goddess of War and Manor Lord Ye. With a little wine lending them courage, they really did start feeling his legs beneath the table, enjoying themselves thoroughly in word and deed.
Meanwhile, Nangong Ye sat bolt upright on